Confession
Leanne and I drove up to Lake Geneva for Chris' 50th surprise birthday party. We went up early to beat the traffic and to have some time for just the two of us. We found a wine bar and shared a tasting. We were still a little early for the party. We chatted for a while, then walked over to the restaurant where the party was.
We had a rule. If we are going to an outing for one of my friends, she was designated driver. If for her friend, the reverse. Chris was my friend so I got a beer.
Eventually other people who were attending the party started to arrive. Neighbors who I knew, and friends of Chris or Henna who I didn't. We chatted with Kevin and Jackie, and a couple of other people as we waited for the guest of honor to arrive.
Chris and Henna arrived. Chris was surprised and the party started progressing. For some reason, I felt a little outside. I was happy that Leanne was being friendly with Jackie and Henna (their friendship was strained recently) I wanted to give her the opportunity to chat. I hung out near the bar. I didn't feel I fit in with any of the groups at the party. I ended up hanging out with Henna's youngest sister, Senna. I am not sure how it started but we started chatting, and drinking. I know she was playing with me. I was at least ten years too old to be in her 'strike zone'. She's young and pretty, I'm neither. It didn't matter, I wasn't in the market and she knew that I was married.
Later, I was a little (a lot) beyond tipsy and my arm seemed to naturally fall to her waist. For some reason I was calling her 'Sunny' instead of. 'Senna', I thought I heard Henna or Farrah call her that. She didn't seem to mind. We chatted a little more. She showed me some photos of her nephew. I knew he had been sick, I was glad to see pictures of him smiling and playing.
Soon enough it was getting late. I knew that Leanne wasn't looking forward to the drive home. I let Senna know I was calling it a night. I pointed to my cheek and asked for a kiss goodnight. As she leaned on to oblige me, I quickly turned my head so that her peck landed on my lips.
I mentioned in previous posts that I am idiot. I shouldn't flirt while drunk.
Leanne and I left shortly thereafter. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep in the car. I thought I had dodged a bullet and did my best to forget about the whole thing.
Karma is a bitch.
Several weeks later Leanne and Henna were working on a project together for the PTA. I walked across the street to see what was taking so long, and to get a chance to be social. Henna opened a bottle of wine and gave me some leftovers. Somehow the topic of discussion came to the evening of the party in Lake Geneva. I nearly fell off my chair when Henna said:
"I hear you were making out with my hot baby sister!"
I was more than a little shocked, "I did NOT 'make out' with your 'hot baby sister'! Someone has been telling tales. There was ONE kiss. It was chaste and she kissed me" (technically I stole that kiss, still what I said was true)
I could tell that Leanne was furious. Later that night when she came home. I didn't even have to say hello. She walked into the family room where I was watching TV:
"Nothing happened, I didn't kiss her. She kissed me."
I knew this wasn't the end of it. Leanne went to bed.
We had a rule. If we are going to an outing for one of my friends, she was designated driver. If for her friend, the reverse. Chris was my friend so I got a beer.
Eventually other people who were attending the party started to arrive. Neighbors who I knew, and friends of Chris or Henna who I didn't. We chatted with Kevin and Jackie, and a couple of other people as we waited for the guest of honor to arrive.
Chris and Henna arrived. Chris was surprised and the party started progressing. For some reason, I felt a little outside. I was happy that Leanne was being friendly with Jackie and Henna (their friendship was strained recently) I wanted to give her the opportunity to chat. I hung out near the bar. I didn't feel I fit in with any of the groups at the party. I ended up hanging out with Henna's youngest sister, Senna. I am not sure how it started but we started chatting, and drinking. I know she was playing with me. I was at least ten years too old to be in her 'strike zone'. She's young and pretty, I'm neither. It didn't matter, I wasn't in the market and she knew that I was married.
Later, I was a little (a lot) beyond tipsy and my arm seemed to naturally fall to her waist. For some reason I was calling her 'Sunny' instead of. 'Senna', I thought I heard Henna or Farrah call her that. She didn't seem to mind. We chatted a little more. She showed me some photos of her nephew. I knew he had been sick, I was glad to see pictures of him smiling and playing.
Soon enough it was getting late. I knew that Leanne wasn't looking forward to the drive home. I let Senna know I was calling it a night. I pointed to my cheek and asked for a kiss goodnight. As she leaned on to oblige me, I quickly turned my head so that her peck landed on my lips.
I mentioned in previous posts that I am idiot. I shouldn't flirt while drunk.
Leanne and I left shortly thereafter. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep in the car. I thought I had dodged a bullet and did my best to forget about the whole thing.
Karma is a bitch.
Several weeks later Leanne and Henna were working on a project together for the PTA. I walked across the street to see what was taking so long, and to get a chance to be social. Henna opened a bottle of wine and gave me some leftovers. Somehow the topic of discussion came to the evening of the party in Lake Geneva. I nearly fell off my chair when Henna said:
"I hear you were making out with my hot baby sister!"
I was more than a little shocked, "I did NOT 'make out' with your 'hot baby sister'! Someone has been telling tales. There was ONE kiss. It was chaste and she kissed me" (technically I stole that kiss, still what I said was true)
I could tell that Leanne was furious. Later that night when she came home. I didn't even have to say hello. She walked into the family room where I was watching TV:
"Nothing happened, I didn't kiss her. She kissed me."
I knew this wasn't the end of it. Leanne went to bed.
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